Wanjie praise group

Chapter 368
The piercing siren sounded from the Wanjie like group, which made Xu Mingyou slightly startled at this moment.

Chen Xue who was on the side quietly transmitted the voice when she saw such a thing.

"Have you discovered any secrets?"

Hearing this, Xu Ming shook his head in embarrassment and immediately denied Chen Xue's guess. Chen Xue didn't say anything when she saw this, but most of her attention was on Xu Ming.

"Alarm, alert, there is a threat of [-]% hostility around the host, it is recommended to clear it immediately."

"Alarm, alert, there is a threat of [-]% hostility around the host, it is recommended to clear it immediately."

The same warning sound kept repeating, and Xu Ming quietly started the investigation of the spiritual consciousness belonging to the Wanjie praise group.

But not long after, something unexpected happened to him.

"Due to the feeling of mysterious power, the investigation cannot be fully launched, so there is no analysis of the potential danger around the host."

Hearing this, Xu Ming felt depressed for a while. If there was no one around at the moment, he would definitely take out the phone and then slam it on the ground.

Swear a word.

"What a shitty system."

It's just that Xu Ming seems to have guessed that the person who is more than [-]% hostile to him and who the system evaluates as vowing to kill him first and then quickly is the bald head walking in front of him.

Earlier in the second level, this seemingly good-looking but dark-handed Fan Chen had already reminded himself to some extent.

Apparently, even if he took away Xiao He's dying body, the unique aura belonging to that spirit body was smelled fiercely by Fan Chen with a dog's nose, and he wanted to hold on to it.

The obsession in his heart pushed him to swear to refine himself into a elixir.

Apart from Chen Xue, only Fan Chen and the old man in the temple with only a remnant soul left here.

It can't be the old man in the temple who wants to harm himself, which is undoubtedly a bit of a joke.

The old man who is still the controller of the temple at this time has at least a hundred ways to kill him on the spot. Just the method of killing the sky-watching ghost with his hands, Xu Ming knows that with his current strength, he cannot escape. of.

However, when Xu Ming was secretly thinking about how to solve the big trouble of Fanchen, the old man of the temple had already brought them to a rather magnificent hall.

In the center of the hall stands a seemingly extremely smooth boulder, on which is inlaid a very deep palm print.

The old man of the temple said immediately.

"Overlap your hands one by one with this palm print, and then the boulder will automatically determine which of you is the successor of the temple."

"who comes first"

Xu Ming and Chen Xue were still hesitating, but Fan Chen stepped forward and said.

"Several benefactors, the poor monk will give it a try first."

"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

This sentence aroused the displeasure of the old man in the temple, and he said it immediately.

"What you said is really unlucky."

Hearing the words, Fan Chen just smiled, and immediately imprinted his rough big palm on the palm print.

This boulder is the core of the entire Beacon Hall, and only when it is recognized as its owner can it become the master of the Beacon Hall.

The current old man of the temple is just taking over the Beacon Hall on his behalf. As expected, Fan Chen did not let the core of the Beacon Hall recognize the master.

It's just that there was no disappointment on his face, and this scene surprised the old man of the temple.

After all, in the face of such a huge opportunity, he still does not change his expression and his heart does not beat. This kind of disposition is really commendable.

However, Chen Xue, who was beside Xu Ming, was also ready to step forward, and Xu Ming suddenly realized something in his heart, and immediately his face changed slightly, and then his spiritual sense transmitted the voice.

"Chen Xue, be careful"

"You mean the bald monk?"

Xu Ming didn't say much, just nodded quietly, and Chen Xue subconsciously looked at Fan Chen who was stepping aside.

On the latter's face is still the merciful image of compassion, seemingly flawless.

It's just that since Xu Ming said something, she would naturally respond with caution.

Besides, along the way, the Buddha who was born in the Vajra Temple has too many secrets that ordinary people cannot see through.

Chen Xue, who had a delicate mind, had long been vigilant, but it seemed that her and Xu Ming's worries were a little superfluous.

I saw that Chen Xue lightly placed her palm in the palm print on the boulder as the core. What was different from ordinary dust was that Chen Xue could actually make the boulder start to tremble uncontrollably.

The surrounding light also flickered accordingly. Xu Ming, who thought that Chen Xue would be able to recognize the master, finally discovered that the huge stone was slowly attributed to the silence.

Then it stood there motionless like a dead thing.

Seeing this, the old man of the temple on the side obviously had lingering regret in his eyes. Compared to Xu Ming, he liked Chen Xue, a little girl who was extremely keen on the way of space.

It's a pity that this is the case with the recognition of the master of the temple. After all, this is the handwriting of Immortal Emperor Fenghuo, and the person he values ​​is naturally not wrong.

Thinking of this, the old man in the temple couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

I saw Xu Ming walking slowly towards the boulder at this time, but most of his attention was on Fan Chen.

It's just that the moment he put his hand in the palm print, the bald Buddha didn't make a move.

Xu Ming felt strange, after all, the Wanjie praise group has never made mistakes.

But right now it was not something Xu Ming could consider. He had successfully activated the core of the formation in the boulder.

The voice that appeared in his mind immediately should belong to that Emperor Fenghuo.
Without waiting for Xu Ming to savor the taste carefully, the old man in the temple in the distance turned into dust under Xu Ming and Chen Xue's gaze, and disappeared immediately.

He finally waited for this moment, this moment enough to free him.

And his remnant soul can finally return to the source along with his master.

Xu Ming finally managed to control the temple left by the Immortal Emperor, but at this moment, Fan Chen, who had never said a word, actually laughed.

The people who heard this laughter shuddered, but after Xu Ming successfully mastered the temple, his confidence also increased greatly.

There are many special magic weapons left by Emperor Fenghuo in the temple, and Xu Ming, who is integrated with the core of the temple at this moment, can naturally activate the power that belongs to the formation of this temple.

"The poor monk really wants to congratulate the benefactor. I didn't expect that the benefactor would become the new owner of the Beacon Fire Temple along the way."

"I admire it, I really admire it."

At this time, Chen Xue was already standing beside Xu Ming, and the knife in her hand that could attract Fengming was emitting a cold light wantonly.

The expression on his face was as cold as water, obviously he was going to shoot if he disagreed with him.

It's just that all of this is too insignificant in the eyes of Fanchen who is ready to see at this moment.

(End of this chapter)